by
Katie D. Smith, Co-Editor
Dear
Son,
Now that another new
year has come without you,
it's so hard to believe
you would have been five
years old later this year. Five
years of not hearing you
giggle, seeing your smile,
and listening to the pitter
pat of your feet as I watch
you run across the
floor chasing the kitty.
You
would have started school
this year, another milestone
that we've missed
out on. Even though
I've missed out on all
these precious things
with you, I'm thankful
for the memories you have
given me.
Thankful
for the dreams you
have visited me in. Thankful
for the moments when
I can't find my keys, and
I just know your mischievous
spirit has hid them
from me for some reason
or another.
You will
forever be a part of my
life, Charles. I
wish I could hold you once
more, but I will be patient
and wait for that day we're
reunited in Heaven.
I
will never stop loving
you, my precious boy. Thank
you for visiting me in
the form of a beautiful
and colorful monarch butterfly
on the days when I needed
my spirits lifted.
I
wish peace, comfort and
happiness for you always. I
love you, Charles.
Mom
xoxo... |